Por Ela

For her the beauty of the sun
And the early mornings
For her, my dreams of love
And the bitter nights

For her, words
Know how to turn into poetry
For her my fantasy becomes reality

For her every awakening
Every feeling
The flowers, the music, the sea
The rain and the wind

The light, the warmth, the fire
The earth and the water
For her the sweetest memory
Of body and soul

For her love, pain
Peace and torment
For her the illusion and the fate
Of living wanting

For her I look at that star
Shining in space
For her the sunrise
And the strength of the embrace

For her I always live alone
On this long road
For her this cry of love
And this silent pain

For her I cry with joy
And sing with longing
For her the sun that will rise
After the storm

For her the contradictions
And even the follies
For her every madness
Every challenge

The tears falling on the face
Also the delights
Jealousy, the contained fury
Then the caresses

For her so many sensations
The most in my senses
For her so many emotions
And a suffering heart

Sighs, illusions, passion
Poems and madness
Of all the love phrases
And the purest words

For her love, pain
Peace and torment
For her the illusion and the fate
Of living wanting

For her I look at that star
Shining in space
For her the sunrise
And the strength of the embrace

For her I always live alone
On this long road
For her this cry of love
And this silent pain

For her I cry with joy
And sing with longing
For her the sun that will rise
After the storm